18 before eighteen

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For all, the clock doesn’t stop ticking and for some, the countdown doesn’t stop. For these, they know that in seven months, fourteen days, two hours and four minutes, the clock, like it does on all of three hundred and sixty-five days, will strike twelve. But this twelve is a special one. It’s notable and remarkable, festive and exceptional. They’re so pumped that they make an entire list of things to do – their 18 before eighteen. What better way of displaying this excitement than through stories on the lines of ‘#7mtg!’ because I’m sure, Susan, who’s sipping hot chocolate at a café while she’s on her Christmas break, is just as pumped as you are. She really does appreciate that countdown you do for yourself. Trust me.

Before I turn eighteen, I want to learn to play the piano. I also want to master the butterfly stroke. I wish to travel to Maldives myself, maybe dive in the clear waters to bond with turtles and corals. How about trying to be vegetarian for a month? That sounds cool and worthy of my 18 before eighteen list! Oh, I remember Alex putting up stories of making pad thai from scratch, so maybe I can squeeze that in too! My sous-chef bestie and I — we’ve got this. I think I should write a blog. Maybe a whole book? Ah, how can I forget! Mountaineering! Maybe I’ll even pet a tiger.

We’ve reached a point where we base our lives on what we see on the internet. We do what we see and sometimes we do even more to please and make envious a few of our 453-oh-so-interested-followers. But no. That’s not cool.

We live in a world where social media takes up majority of our day. The use of the word ‘majority’ is based on the morbid fact that scientists haven’t yet found a way of enabling humans to scroll through Instagram consciously while getting the necessary beauty sleep. ‘How come she didn’t invite me?’ and ‘oh, wow… I wish I had a stomach that flat’ have become phrases of frequent thought and we’re on a doomed path. Most of us know it, yet we choose to ignore it, oblivious of the fact that such comparison could cost us mentally and physically. You’re not less beautiful because of the stretchmarks on your thighs or the scars on your face. That’s not what’s ugly. What is, is the need to alter ourselves and the things we do in bland attempts to either fit in or stand out.

Kylie Jenner — she’s gorgeous, but she’s also the world’s youngest billionaire. That should spark a flame of ambition in us. The use of her inherent wealth to create more is what should be the point of focus. That’s what should be the driving factor, not her skin, her hair or her closet.

It’s a short life and the sooner we realise that we aren’t what we see but what we work for and make of ourselves, the sooner we’ll be happy. And when we are truly happy and satisfied, maybe we could give the pad thai a shot.

 

Love,

Shanaya

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